Flirting Failures
While out walking, Mod spotted Beast Boy among the crowd. It wasn't that difficult, really. The boy stuck out like a sore thumb. Or a green thumb; not to be confused with one who is good at gardening.
From the distance, it appeared he was chatting it up with a girl. Flirting, perhaps?
Mod smirked as he watched. "Let's see if chicks really do dig the ears."
He approached, hoping to see Beast Boy fail from a more reasonable distance.












